The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

boom-

bang bang—

Jin Nanzhi kept panting heavily, and he couldn't tell whether it was the sound of himself hitting the ball or the sound of his heartbeat.

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground, and every moment when he jumped up and swung vigorously, sweat dripped from the tips of his hair.

It was a very close game.

Yin Jiayi's situation is not much better than hers. She is rarely forced into such a desperate situation. Even the match with Xie Shi'an did not feel as difficult to her as Jin Nanzhi.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Jin Nanzhi really knows her too well, and is familiar with every style of play and thinking of her. Point after point, he bites tightly, and it is difficult to widen the gap.

Yin Jiayi swallowed hard, and the sweat flowed into her eyes, which tingled slightly.

When she blinked, a white meteor came towards her.

Jin Nanzhi has already reached the net.

"Yin Jiayi, you are not paying attention."

It seems she was the one who said that before.

Yin Jiayi raised the corners of her lips slightly, and showed her what it means to turn around 180 degrees to save the ball.

"If you have time to speak, why not go back and defend your backcourt."

Jin Nanzhi frowned, bad.

She dived over and the ball had landed.

The scoreboard lights up.

10:11

Yin Jiayi took the match point first.

The commentary also hates iron but not steel.

"Oh! What a pity this ball! Such a good opportunity was saved by Yin Jiayi!"

Commentary B: "Which side are you on?"

"Stand on both sides, can't you?"

"That's a little too greedy."

"Ask the audience friends, are you happy whoever wins?"

The two commentators sang and talked about the double reed on the stage, which slightly diluted the tension of watching the game.

It's just that the pressure on the field suddenly came to Jin Nanzhi's side.

In the second half, she had to go all out to touch that unattainable wish.

Both coaches are racing against time to give their players final tactical guidance.

The referee's whistle sounded.

The audience in the stands roared like a tsunami.

"Yin Jiayi—"

"come on!!"

"Kim Namji—"

"Must win!!"

The two stood up at the same time, looked at each other, and saw their past selves in their pupils.

"Yin Jiayi, go and give her some advice."

"coach…"

"Go ahead. I'm idle anyway. Teaching her will also help to consolidate my foundation. Besides, I can't ask her to hold everyone back."

The girl's eyes were red, and she shouted in a childish voice: "Yin Jiayi, I will not lose to you!"

"Oh, you can win a ball from me before you talk big."

There is a cherry blossom forest next to the training room. Every spring, when there is a gust of wind, some petals will fall through the glass windows onto the wooden floor.

"Woooooo, Yin Jiayi, I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"Okay, don't cry, I have a headache listening to it, isn't it just a 0:2 loss to me? You are not the only one who lost to me."

"Wow!! I'm going to complain to the coach! I'm going home!"

"Okay, okay, I can take you to eat ramen."

In summer, the leaves outside the window turned green, the sun was scorching hot, the cicadas were singing loudly, and the old ceiling fan in the training room creaked and turned.

"This ball, is it played like this?"

"No, no, how many times have you said it? Use your wrists, don't bend your elbows, and come again."

"Hiss...it hurts!" The girl fell to the ground.

Yin Jiayi ran over and helped her up.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, let's continue."

"Don't move, the skin on your knee is broken. Fortunately, I have a band-aid."

The autumn sunset painted the exterior walls of the training room golden yellow.

"I won! I actually won a game!! Yin Jiayi, you said, if you lose, you have to promise me one request."

"Okay, don't go too far."

"Then... I want to drink Coke, with ice!"

The door to the training room was closed.

"Nan Zhi has made great progress recently. Yesterday, he played a friendly match with the main players of the national team and beat him 2-0. Didn't you see how his face turned green?" teammates praised her.

"Oh, it's all taught by Yin Jiayi!"

"Yes, he is a world champion, a member of the first team of the national team, and a strong contender for the next captain. He is willing to condescend to come to our local team and teach a foreign player to play. What do you say? What, she was willing to run errands, and I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup we, Nan Zhi, poured into her."

"Say, how much salary do you pay her?" The teammate teased.

"Is Yin Jiayi the kind of person who sees money?! She can't, is she moved by my charm and my indomitable spirit?!" Jin Nanzhi laughed and quarreled with her.

"Okay, okay, it's not money, it's beauty, Nan Zhi, well, besides the flat chest, the face is still pretty."

Yin Jiayi, who was standing outside the door, did not push the door open for a long time. Small drops of water appeared on the iced Coke bottle she was holding in her hand. She put the bought Coke and fried chicken gently at the door, turned and left Beijing. The team's training base, and has not been back for a long time.

The cherry trees in winter are like eggplants hit by frost. The leaves piled up in a thick layer under the wall and rotted into mud.

She squatted at the gate of the national team training center for several days, and tortured her for a long time before Yin Jiayi agreed to play a game with her. At that time, Jin Nanzhi didn't know that this was the last training match between the two of them.

"Okay, last time I won a game, this time I won a big game, Yin Jiayi, this time you..."

Before the girl finished speaking, she was stabbed by the indifference on her face, and the smile slowly froze on her face.

"I don't have anything to teach you anymore, so don't come here anymore, I want to train too."

"I won't waste much of your time. I can be your training partner. Didn't you also say that I'm improving quickly?"

"The national competition is about to start. I'm going back to the Zhejiang team. I don't have time to play sparring games with you."

"Then I will also participate in the National Championships, the World Championships, the All England Championships, the Olympic Games, as long as there is a game with you, I will participate. I want to play with you, even if it is your opponent, Yin Jiayi!"

The bold words a year ago, no one would have thought that she would actually catch up here step by step.

15:16

16:17

18:19

20:20

22:23

Even the narrator exclaimed loudly.

"Still fighting! Still fighting! It's not over yet!!"

"Oh my god! This is the hardest, most stalemate, and most tense game I have seen Yin Jiayi play in my commentary career!"

Together with countless audiences at the scene, they silently recited:

24:25

26:26

28:28

29:29

"The two sides exchanged one more shot, don't worry, don't worry, take your time, everyone wants to get this last point and advance to the finals."

"My God! Jin Nanzhi smashed the ball and was picked back from the limit of the backcourt by Yin Jiayi!"

"The ball fell in front of the net, was Jin Nanzhi in time? Was it in time?! She actually caught it!!"

"Jin Nanzhi fell down and got up tenaciously. At this critical moment, she didn't ask for a medical suspension!"

"Yin Jiayi doesn't want to give up either, she has been persevering! Such multiple shots put a heavy burden on the athlete's body."

"Oh my God! We just received the news from the tournament organizing committee that Yin Jiayi and Jin Nanzhi have already shot 98 times! They broke the record for the longest continuous shooting in women's singles in the world!!"

Breathing heavily like pulling a bellows.

Needle **** in the lungs.

Jin Nanzhi has no strength, and his head is a mess, he catches the serve completely by instinct, falls and stands up again.

"What kind of person do you like...?"

"Can... beat me."

Yin Jiayi felt that she was a little hypoxic, maybe it was a loss of physical strength, maybe it was a tachycardia, her temples were throbbing violently, and her vision gradually became blurred.

"My name is Kim Nam-ji, Kim Nam-ji of the Seoul local team."

"Yin Jiayi, listen to me, one day I will defeat you!!"

"If you leave me at the airport, it will affect the friendship between China and South Korea, destroy the relationship between the two countries, and you will be a sinner through the ages!"

"In every future game, as long as you are free, come to see me, okay? Think about it, the world champion sits in the audience watching my game, so how good am I? The champion buff bonus is incredible. Victory!"

"Yin Jiayi, what kind of person do you like?"

"Yin Jiayi, if I beat you, will you... like me a little?"

"Yin Jiayi..."

"Yin Jiayi..."

Frames of pictures flashed through my mind like lightning, and the girl smiled like a flower.

A familiar call came from my ear.

"Yin Jiayi!"

She came with a white meteor, illuminating her world.

In Yin Jiayi's pupils, the dots became bigger and bigger.

All the audience stood up in unison.

boom-

bang bang—

bang bang bang—

The heartbeat and the sound of running are intertwined.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Even the studio was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Yin Jiayi stretched her arms to reach the ball.

The ball bounced on her racket, rolled a few times, and landed in front of the net, like a slow-motion replay of a movie.

Jin Nanzhi was stunned for several seconds until the scoreboard lit up.

The referee's voice echoed throughout the arena.

"29:30, the South Korean team, Kim Nam outwitted."

Only then did the audience wake up from a dream, bursting into bursts of cheers, and even more excited Korean fans hugged each other, crying and laughing.

After confirming her results, Jin Nanzhi lost all her strength and fell to her knees on the ground with a thud. She wanted to laugh, but she laughed and started to cry. She lowered her head, choked up, and burst into tears.

She did it.

She actually defeated Yin Jiayi, Yin Jiayi who was ranked second in the world, Yin Jiayi whom she admired and missed.

Finally, I lived up to my hard work over the past year and stood at the same height as her.

Looking at the pictures from the on-site director, the commentary was also a little emotional.

;"It's a great honor for us to witness history here today. Previously, Xie Shi'an made it to the finals with one wear and five, and later Jin Nanzhi was the youngest player in this World Championships, but created the current world badminton women's championship. The record for the longest continuous shooting in singles, the word juvenile, should be repelled from mediocrity[1], let us look forward to their meeting at the top in the finals!"

A pair of sweaty hands stretched out in front of him.

Jin Nanzhi looked up with tears in his eyes.

Yin Jiayi stretched her eyebrows and smiled at her.

"Why are you still crying after winning the ball?"

Jin Nanzhi cried even harder.

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"shock! Guoyu rising star Xie Shi'an made it to the finals with one wear and five, but Yin Jiayi, the favorite to win the championship, was unexpectedly upset and missed the gold medal"

Yan Xinyuan frowned slightly, and opened the headline of the news. Just as he was about to browse down, a call came in. It was Director Chen from the Cancer Hospital.

He stared at the number, hesitating between answering and not answering with his thumb for a long time, and finally pressed the connect button until the ring was about to finish.

Director Chen's voice was a little anxious.

"Hello? Where are you? The pathology results are out. It's not very good. Hurry up and come back to the hospital!"

"Director Chen, what is the result? Don't hide it from me."

The other party was silent for a while before saying.

"It's... terminal lung cancer."

In fact, he had a premonition, but when he really heard the words "advanced lung cancer", all the strength in his body seemed to be drained in an instant, and his brain went blank, and he sat slumped on the chair for half a minute.

After a long silence, Director Chen also sighed.

"Cancer is something that is detected and treated early, the better the prognosis. You should come back and go through the hospitalization procedures as soon as possible."

Only then did Yan Xinyuan come to his senses, took off his glasses, wiped the corners of his eyes with the part of his mouth and said, "Hey, okay, sorry for your trouble, Director Chen."

Not long after this call was hung up, Xie Shi'an also called.

"Coach Yan."

"Eh."

"Did you watch today's game?"

"Look, Shi An played very well, without arrogance or impetuosity, not only learned everything I taught, but also mastered it."

The boy raised his lips slightly.

"I just left the gym now, and I wanted to call you to announce the good news immediately."

Jian Changnian stood on tiptoe and yelled in her ear.

"Coach Yan, are you at the hotel? We want to have dinner with you."

"Here, it's good to have a meal. I just plan to go back tomorrow."

Yan Xinyuan coughed twice, and from just now until now, he looked a little tired from hearing the sound.

"Coach Yan, are you feeling unwell?"

"Oh, no, I was just packing up, so I'm a little tired."

Jian Changnian snatched the phone over.

"What?! Coach Yan, you are leaving tomorrow. Why don't you stay and watch the finals? Shi'an said, if you can win the championship, you will give the trophy to... eh!"

Before she could finish speaking, someone covered her mouth.

Xie Shi'an restrained her with one hand, and snatched the phone with the other.

"Coach Yan, don't listen to her nonsense, if you have something to do, first..."

Yan Xinyuan leaned back on the chair, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Shi'an, this is your first time to reach the finals of the World Championships, do you really want me to be there?"

Xie Shi'an hesitated for a moment, but said in a low voice.

"Well, I always feel that you will be more at ease watching me at the scene."

"Okay, then as a master, I have to support my disciple no matter what!"